Wild Me

Wild me Crawling up a tall tree Summer nearly over Scared of getting older Hard skin Bruising on the rocks again Used to find it easy Feeling pretty carefree I took myself away To drown this grief in empty lakes I lost my point of view Would you help me? If I asked you? Nineteen Maybe I was too keen To believe in saviours Brush off their behaviour Shared cars Playing songs in dive bars I was just too open Waiting to be broken Dark nights I fight my life is Strewn across that bed Bad luck deep cuts his voice is In my head again I never wanted the feeling of falling out of love Then it was gone and done and it would never be enough I never wanted the feeling of falling out of love Of falling out of love I took myself away To drown this grief in empty lakes I lost my point of view Would you help me? If I asked you? Would you help me? If I asked you? Wild me I feel like a tall tree Summer nearly over Scared of getting older Wild me Singing to the rocks and trees Nothing here is broken Days since I have spoken